The aftermath of my life after 9/11, when half my family died. How I am struggling to come back to the self my mother used to love and be proud of while still letting myself grow.
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
One bag just for presents
Josh got back very late Monday night. That was good. I was working both jobs Tuesday. That was bad. Josh walked me to work and then came to meet me for lunch. That was good. At the diner an older woman got in a fight with another woman and I had to call the cops. That was bad. In all the busyness and excitement I forgot to eat. That was hungry. Josh came by at the end of my shift even though it was the middle of the night his time, to take me to a fancy hotel for dessert. That was excellent. Laurie is so happy Josh is back and can distract the grandparents from focusing on her. That is funny. The apartment thing is still not resolved. That is very bad. Josh is going today and tomorrow morning to look, said he will narrow it down to two and then bring me to say which one I like better and he refuses to tell me how much the total rent is. That is different. I am so fucking ecstatic Josh is finally back; it feels like it's been longer than one month. That is totally happy.
Tags:
Fancy schmancy,
Gifties,
homing plans,
Jobby job,
Josh
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I think not telling you the rent is the smartest idea yet.
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